The author kept getting bogged down in details instead of moving the storyline along, because we don’t need to know everything about the characters, just enough to keep reading until the climax of the story; if you compare it with something like the Hunt for Red October you’ll see what I mean.
That is a recent review of Ulysses by James Joyce culled from the riches of erudition commonly found on Amazon. Although this blurb is highly representative of the dumbing-down of civilization I can’t help but suspect it to be a ruse … anyone who represents the culmination of Ulysses as a climax just has to be an avid reader of Joyce.
The question posed in this weeks NYT Book Review is “How Would ‘Ulysses’ Be Received Today?”
